neuroflare:Spider thread! Time to tell my terrifying story again! You may have read it in another spider thread!

I was smoking and reading a book on the back porch late one night when I lived with my mom and it was well after midnight. I felt something brush my cheek and just wiped it away and didn't think anything of it. A few moments later it was back and I brushed again. After the third time I was getting suspicious, so I looked up to my left there, slowly falling towards me like like they're Easy Company and the rest of the 101st airborne parachuting into France, is a large cloud of black widow babies falling at me. I was pretty freaked out for the rest of the night and would randomly start brushing myself furiously when I felt anything.

/other than that I love spiders, they kill real bugs so I don't have to//csb

The only spider I've had to kill recently (a few years ago) was a wolf spider. I was playing LotRO (Helegrod raid) and the little bastid climbed up the back of my monitor. I looked up just as he launched himself from the top of the monitor straight onto my forehead.

I shrieked like a little girl and fell backwards out of the chair, breaking the cord on my headset. A few minutes later (after smashing that asshole into goo), I sheepishly typed up an explanation to my guild mates about what had happened. I then had to call the guy who lived nearby, as he was already on his way over to check on me.

I normally like wolf spiders. They're like little mascots/pets that eat all kinds of nasty bugs, including smaller spiders. The kamikaze facehugger-style dive was just too much.

Spider thread! Time to tell my terrifying story again! You may have read it in another spider thread!

I was smoking and reading a book on the back porch late one night when I lived with my mom and it was well after midnight. I felt something brush my cheek and just wiped it away and didn't think anything of it. A few moments later it was back and I brushed again. After the third time I was getting suspicious, so I looked up to my left there, slowly falling towards me like like they're Easy Company and the rest of the 101st airborne parachuting into France, is a large cloud of black widow babies falling at me. I was pretty freaked out for the rest of the night and would randomly start brushing myself furiously when I felt anything.

/other than that I love spiders, they kill real bugs so I don't have to//csb

Went mountain biking one year in Ocala, Florida. Was the first one on the trail that morning. The guys at the park office forgot to mention that the first rider through . . . clears the webs. Thanks. Anyway, after ducking countless countless times, and almost doing a complete endo, I thought I was pretty much in the clear and enjoying a peaceful morning ride, when all of the sudden, out of the corner of my eye I see the legs of a Golden Orb Weaver coming over the brim of my helmet. Good times. End csb.